Tag: Canoeing

Once again, my morning began at an hour far too early for my vagabonding standards. I crawled out of bed and out of the mosquito netting to leave Meisha fast asleep. After a bit of coffee and a quick breakfast, Clay and I left the house to meet our fishing guide at the Estero Negro River. Slathered in sunscreen in anticipation of a very warm day, we walked down the dusty 500 meters of road from Clay’s cacao farm out to the highway. As we met the highway, the rain met us. If there’s one thing that moves quickly here in Costa Rica, it’s the rain.

Within minutes, a slow drizzle became a veritable downpour. We trudged on as canceling wasn’t an option. Edgar was paddling 2 hours downriver to meet us where the river meets the Caribbean Sea. Cell phones weren’t an option, so this trip was going to happen, despite the weather. Read more

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Once again, my morning began at an hour far too early for my vagabonding standards. I crawled out of bed and out of the mosquito netting to leave Meisha fast asleep. After a bit of coffee and a quick breakfast, Clay and I left the house to meet our fishing guide at the Estero Negro River. Slathered in sunscreen in anticipation of a very wa